"What should we do? For such a young baby, blood is pouring from his mouth. Isn't this serious?"

"The village is only a short distance from the town. I took a carriage there again. If nothing happens, why don't you come back early?"

"Oh my God, is there something wrong? Xiaohei, my sweetheart must not be picking at the mute anymore, wuwuwu..."

The more Ms. Tan talked, the more worried she became. They were all bad guesses. At the end of the story, she couldn't help crying.

The people in the room were in a solemn mood and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Luo Fengtang stood up: "Nai, don't cry, I'm going to the town to see what's going on!"

"Okay, okay, go quickly!" Tan stopped crying immediately.

Luo Fengtang nodded again to Yang Ruoqing who was on the bed. Yang Ruoqing hurriedly told him: "It's raining and the road is slippery. Be careful when driving. Put on a raincoat and a bamboo hat. Don't get caught in the rain..."

"Yeah." Luo Fengtang responded, turned around and left the house.

Hearing Luo Fengtang's footsteps disappear, Tan's cries were suppressed a little.

The old couple just sat in Yang Ruoqing's room with no intention of leaving.

Naturally, Mrs. Sun was accompanying them, and got up every once in a while to change the hot water in the tea bowls in front of the old couple.

Yang Ruoqing also sat on the bed with her, waiting for news together.

Mrs. Sun came to the bedside: "Qing'er, don't sit still all the time. If you sit too much during confinement, your back will hurt, so lie down quickly."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and lay down.

Mom is someone who has been through this before, so it is always right to listen to her when it comes to these matters.

"Don't keep your eyes open all the time. If you can't sleep, close them to rest your mind. Breastfeeding the baby at night will hurt your mind." Mrs. Sun added.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and closed her eyes obediently.

I really can't sleep.

Why?

Grandma and grandpa were sitting in this room, one sighing and the other chattering.

As a granddaughter, a junior, and a mother, Yang Ruoqing could understand the mood of the two elders at this time, so it was not easy to drive them out of the house.

"Okay, then I'll close my eyes and rest my mind." Yang Ruoqing said, then she closed her eyes.

After a while, she suddenly smelled the pungent smell of dry smoke.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Lao Yangtou.

He habitually took out his tobacco stick and lit it.

"Master..."

Yang Ruoqing sat up and called out to Old Yang.

"What's up?"

Old Yang also glanced towards the bed.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Master, if you want to smoke, could you please go to the porch outside? Or you can go to the main room in the front yard."

"Why?" Old Yangtou was a little confused.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Chen'er and the baby are still young, so it's best not to have the smell of cigarette smoke in the house, which is not good for the children."

Old Yang was startled for a moment, then his face became a little embarrassed.

Over there, Mrs. Tan was unhappy.

"You have a lot of problems when you give birth to a child. When I gave birth to your father, your uncles, uncles, aunts, and others, didn't your father also suffer from the same problem? Who are you looking at?" said Tan.

The smile on Yang Ruoqing's face also disappeared, and she said to Mrs. Tan: "The adults smoke first-hand smoke, and the children next to them smoke second-hand smoke. Doctors in the capital have said it is not good for children!"

"Besides, Chen'er and the baby haven't given up yet. These rooms are where they sleep. Do they have to make them messy?"

"What do you mean by the smog?" Ms. Tan said unhappily, her voice rising a bit.

On the side, Ms. Sun became nervous and glanced at the ajar door of the opposite room, fearing that she might wake the children.

Here, Tan is still unconscious.

He was still nagging Yang Ruoqing for being disrespectful to Lao Yangtou.

Yang Ruoqing was also annoyed and directly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"I felt sorry for you two after seeing what happened to my sister-in-law's child. I sympathized with your feelings and that's why I let them wait in my confinement house."

"This is really kind-hearted. If you don't care about my children, I don't need to be polite to you."

"Get out, get out, this is my house!"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming directly to chase people away, Tan was a little confused.

There was a granddaughter who was chatting and laughing just now. How could she fall out with her so quickly, so disrespectful to her?

And Lao Yangtou finally spoke up after a short period of silence.

"Qing'er is right. You shouldn't smoke. I forgot about it."

Old Yangtou quickly reconciled the situation.

"Qing'er, please don't be serious with me. She clicked on Xiao Hei and spoke so aggressively."

"You didn't do it on purpose. We are an old couple, but we don't care about Chen'er and the baby anymore. The palms and backs of our hands are full of flesh, and it hurts all the same!"

While Old Yangtou said good things, he quickly put out the cigarette and put it back into his waist.

He raised his hand and fanned in front of his face again, trying to disperse the smell of smoke a little bit.

After hearing this, Mrs. Tan didn't dare to say anything anymore.

The old lady knew that if Yang Ruoqing was offended, the King of Heaven would be kicked out of the house, and no one would give this girl face.

On the side, Mrs. Sun quickly came out to smooth things over and stopped Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, forget it, people in confinement cannot be angry, it's not good for their health."

"Let's do this. You go to bed and lie down. I'll accompany your grandma to the hall next door to wait. I'll tell you later when your father and Tang Yazi come back."

As soon as Sun said these words, without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to express his position, Old Yangtou stood up first.

"Yes, yes, let Qing'er rest more, we will wait in the main room."

Lao Yangtou hurried over, pulled Ms. Tan up and out of the house.

In the room, Mrs. Sun said to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "Your father has given in, so we should take a step back. After all, we are the elders."

Yang Ruoqing nodded. Since her purpose of preventing Old Yang from smoking in these rooms had been achieved, she was not interested in getting entangled with him.

"Then I'll go back to bed and lie down. Call me if you need anything," she said.

Mrs. Sun nodded and helped Yang Ruoqing lie back on the bed.

Then he helped her cover her chest with a thin quilt. Sun leaned over and said, "You have a good sleep. When Chen'er and the baby wake up, I will hold them over for you to breastfeed."

"Um!"

Mrs. Sun left the house and gently closed the door.

On the bed, Yang Ruoqing was filled with emotion.

Although a woman is weak, she is strong as a mother.

This is true.

For the sake of her children, she dares to risk anything and offend anyone.

I can tolerate it myself, but for the sake of my children, there are certain things that I absolutely cannot tolerate.

In the past, when my mother, Mrs. Sun, gave birth to her three siblings, Lao Yangtou would definitely be smoking nearby.

No one dared to say a word.

The more you compromise, the less they will consider the feelings of your mother, son and daughter.

Life is something you fight for.

I was thinking about a lot of things in my mind and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the dream, it seemed that Xiao Yu had returned from the south, talking quietly to Mrs. Sun in the main room, and laughing from time to time.
Chapter completed!